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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)

in the middle. I took a few steps forward and felt like

I was a criminal facing a group of judges. The

atmosphere was very serious. I looked at the political

supervisor nervously, waiting to be questioned.

“Have you received a letter from White Swan?”

the political supervisor asked me straightforwardly,

while the others fixed their eyes on me sternly. I was

startled and scared. I immediately realized this was a

small denounce meeting; they would force me to tell

the truth and they would denounce me mercilessly if

I refused to do so. This, no doubt, was a trial to me. I

secretly exhorted myself - I had to be staunch and by

no means give in. I had to conceal the secret between

White Swan and me. But I was a coward by nature.

Though I made up my mind to stand up to the test, I

replied, trembling:

“Y…es.”

“What does she say in the letter?”

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